Oh well, release! Release!

Uchiha Yuan touched his chin without immediately voting, looking at the purple-haired older girl with an unbearable expression before him, keenly noticing her clenched fists, and then glancing at Uchiha Kaminari, who seemed to have resigned himself to fate.

"How about this, the two of you hand over the new jutsu first. I'll see how valuable they are, and Uchiha Kaminari will be detained for now without further action."

This was where prestige showed itself. When Madara said to execute him, no one listened, but after Uchiha Yuan spoke, the clansmen immediately took the man away.

"Why?"

Facing Madara's question, Uchiha Yuan did not reply, instead asking about his eyes.

"Big Brother, are your eyes..."

"It's fine, they're just fine!"

"Well, actually, one of that purple-haired clansman's eyes is blind."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, that woman is very likely to have also awakened the Mangekyō."

Madara and Izuna were shocked, but quickly reacted. This was actually a good thing. However, since that was the case, Uchiha Chiri's request had to be considered very carefully.

"Yuan, how did you know that clansman awakened the Mangekyō?"

"Big Brother, you wouldn't understand. I've sat in this position for too long; it's just too easy for me to tell what state clansmen are in when facing me. That Uchiha Chiri lacks a certain fear that the others have."

"Oh?"

Madara truly hadn't noticed this, because he had no interest in such details—awe and the like were far less important than attitude.

"Strength is a person's inner confidence. Uchiha Chiri didn't cower in front of the three of us. Just now, when she heard Big Brother say you'd execute him, her agitated appearance wasn't faked."

In the afternoon.

Two ninjutsu scrolls were brought into the patriarch's office. Uchiha Yuan opened them in front of the two of them, and leading the way was naturally Izanagi.

"A short-lived jutsu activated with the Sharingan to avoid the current reality, you say? The cost is permanent blindness."

Looking at the method of use and the cost, the three fell into deep thought. Under certain circumstances, this jutsu was powerful, but... it was likely to shake the relationships among clansmen, especially since the restriction condition was the Three-Tomoe Sharingan. Once this jutsu was made public, how could the Uchiha upper echelons trust each other anymore? Having an extra pair of Three-Tomoe Sharingan in one's hand was equivalent to having an extra life!

Madara slammed a hand onto the desk, his tone very solemn:

"Except for the patriarch's lineage, this jutsu must never be made public!"

"I know."

Uchiha Yuan nodded and continued opening the other scroll, which recorded none other than Izanami.

"Using the power of the Mangekyō to plunge the target into a reincarnation loop until they recognize themselves and can be freed... The cost is permanent blindness."

Yet another jutsu that sacrificed the eyes, and moreover an even higher-tier Mangekyō one.

Uchiha Yuan felt some emotion. Although he didn't know if these two jutsu existed at this point in the original work, he felt they must have been brought forward. However, with Izanagi, Izuna shouldn't die, right?

"This jutsu must be sealed away just the same. Although Mangekyō are few and difficult to awaken, it's not impossible for them to appear. Furthermore, once a strong individual with a Mangekyō starts infighting over each other's eyes, the loss to the clan land would be far too great."

"I agree."

"Me too."

To the three of them who had already awakened the Mangekyō, these two jutsu could be used almost just by knowing the principles. Afterward, Uchiha Yuan sealed the scrolls away. Yet these things were not easy to hide; keeping them was a hidden danger, while throwing them away was a pity. In the end, they were placed beneath the ancestral tablet at the Naka Shrine and buried.

Having resolved the matters of the clan land, Uchiha Yuan dragged his exhausted mind back home, the temperature in the air reminding him that from then on, no one would welcome him home anymore.

"Meow~ Is it settled, meow?"

"Yeah, it's all over."

Little Kuro had slept the entire day, curled up and well-protected in Uchiha Yuan's embrace, feeling none of the bumps along the way.

Uchiha Yuan walked aimlessly around the room holding Little Kuro, seeing familiar objects and always feeling as though Haru were still there.

"Actually, Haru didn't have much lifespan left, meow."

"Huh? What do you know?"

"Haru's body had lingering injuries. Most ninjas have lingering injuries on their bodies, meow. She'd been injured too many times when she was young; she didn't have many days left to live to begin with, meow."

"But I taught her the Chakra Breathing Method, and her body clearly improved."

"How long can the flame of a candle in the wind burn even if you add new fuel, meow? The wick had already burned down to the end, meow."

Uchiha Yuan's face drooped as he looked at Little Kuro, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"What are you doing, meow?"

"I was thinking, if I'd summoned you a little faster back then, perhaps I could have saved Haru."

"I did my best, meow! You know how strong your own strength is, meow!"

"Therefore, as my summoning beast, you... need to train."

"Ninja cats aren't good at combat!"

Ninja cats can get good at it~

Little Kuro did not know what Uchiha Yuan was up to, so she struggled, jumped to the ground, and ran far away.

Feeling the chill in the air, Uchiha Yuan took off his Divine Robe—which bore a few extra slash marks—and folded it with care.

"Perhaps I should leave as well, but before that, I have to find a way to shark Tobirama. Besides, that old schemer Black Zetsu actually made a move; I don't know what he's plotting again, or if he's already planning to guide Madara?"

He did not know that Tobirama of the Senju Clan Grounds was still unconscious at that moment, as that punch had certainly not been a light one.

Late at night, Madara and Hashirama met in secret once more.

"Hashirama, do you have anything to explain?"

"Sigh... Isn't it because you were summoned by the Daimyo, giving Tobirama an excuse? So what on earth did the Daimyo want with you?"

"Seeing how strong the Uchiha are, he wants my clan to become the country's ninjas."

"Did you agree?"

"I almost couldn't hold back from sharking him on the spot!"

"Regardless of whether it happened or not, the fact is that you Uchiha truly have this capability."

"What do you mean?"

"Instead of continuing like this, it's better to integrate as soon as possible."

"Then let's set it for next time. My third brother won't let this go just like that; he'll definitely make the Senju his very first target."

Yet Madara guessed wrong. At that moment, Uchiha Yuan, watching the prospects of the Uchiha that he had built with his own hands ruined in an instant, had no intention of continuing to work hard to repair them, and had even given birth to the thought of leaving.

Hashirama pondered for a moment, then asked slowly: "I heard from Tobirama that a powerhouse appeared among you Uchiha, defeating Tobirama with just a single move."

"How come I didn't know?"

"Tobirama said he was fighting Izuna at the time when that person suddenly appeared, and the speed was so fast he couldn't see it clearly at all."

Madara thought about it. Suddenly rushing over and defeating Tobirama in a single strike? And Izuna was there too. Could it be...

"You couldn't possibly be talking about my third brother Uchiha Yuan, could you?"

"Huh? Isn't he good at managing the clan land?"

"Hah!" Uchiha Madara reached out and pointed at his head. "My third brother is a genius in the true sense of the word!"

Hashirama did not understand what that meant, but he felt Madara's faint malice. Was he saying that he only relied on his physique and had no brains?

Following a war that swept through all the ninja clans in the Land of Fire, almost every family suffered heavy casualties, and a few minor clans even disbanded on the spot. For a time, the Land of Fire grew unusually peaceful, and no one dared to start a war again.